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Chapter 022: Xiao Sheng Reappears

"Ziwei Guard Commander Riya Xingjun asked for a meeting..."

"Come in!"

Feng Rui slowly opened his eyes, first removed the time array plate, then flashed and sat on the throne of the hall.

The Sun Star Lord walked slowly, stopped before the throne, bowed respectfully and bowed.

"Report to the Emperor, a few days ago, the secret spy from Ziwei Guard came from news that Xiao Sheng, the chief criminal of the Heavenly Court, appeared at Wuzhuang Temple not long ago..."

"Wuzhuang Temple?"

Feng Rui frowned when he heard this. Wuzhuangguan naturally knew that it was Zhenyuanzi's temple.

But Zhen Yuanzi has always been indifferent to the world. Xiao Sheng is a wanted criminal in the Heavenly Court. Why is he related to Xiao Sheng?

Zhen Yuanzi is known as the ancestor of the earth immortals. He is one of the famous innate gods in the prehistoric world. He has also heard from Zixiao Palace. His cultivation is at the peak of quasi-saints, and he also has the innate spiritual treasure earth book. He is one of the strongest people under the saints.

It is rumored that the innate spiritual treasure book is one of the top ten innate spiritual treasures. It is transformed from the earth's membrane. Therefore, it has extremely strong defense power and is a top-notch defensive spiritual treasure. In terms of defense, it can definitely be ranked among the top five in the prehistoric world.

As for the so-called Ziwei Guard, it is actually a special institution that Feng Rui secretly established after he took control of the Heavenly Court. The main responsibility is to supervise the officials of the Heavenly Court and monitor the dynamics of various forces in the prehistoric world, which is an institution similar to the later Jinyiwei.

The members recruited by Ziwei Wei basically came from the Taixuan Sect, which was the group of people who brought the prehistoric world to Feng Rui.

After years of cultivation, those Taixuan Sect’s disciples have basically broken through the cultivation level of the celestial immortals, and a small number of people with excellent qualifications have even broken through the cultivation level of the Golden Immortals.

At present, the commander of Ziwei Guard is the Seven Star Lord. Institutions like Ziwei Guard must be reassured to be given to their confidant commander.

"I will deal with this matter myself, please step back!"

"yes!"

Zhen Yuanzi is the peak quasi-saint powerhouse, and only he did this matter himself.

If it were just Xiao Sheng, he would naturally not be qualified to let Feng Rui pay so much attention. The key is the rising eyebrows behind Xiao Sheng...

But just as Feng Rui was about to teleport to Wuzhuang Temple, he suddenly felt a familiar aura fluctuation. The next moment, Taoist Zhunti appeared in the hall out of thin air.

However, at this time, the face of the Taoist Zhunti was not very good-looking, as if someone owed him five million.

"Fellow Daoist Taixuan, you have deceived us brothers and brothers..."

"How do you say this?"

Feng Rui pretended to be stupid and said in a daze. He had actually guessed that he must have not found the twelve-grade Creation Green Lotus.

"The three immortal islands in Penglai, Yingzhou, have been found, but there are no twelve-grade blue lotus of fortune on the island..."

"That's a pity..."

Feng Rui said with regret on his face. Those who didn't know thought that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Feng Rui's look of beating made Zhunti feel so angry that he couldn't have angered, but he couldn't have an attack with Feng Rui. After all, Feng Rui had said that it was not guaranteed whether the news was reliable or not.

After receiving the news, Zhunti couldn't wait to tell the Taoist Jie Yin. Then the two searched for ten years and almost flipped through the four major seas of the prehistoric world several times. Their hard work paid off. Not long ago, they finally found it.

But the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. On the three immortal islands of Penglai, Yingzhou, Fang Abbot, there was nothing but the chaotic aura, and he did not see the shadow of the twelve-grade Creation Green Lotus.

The three immortal islands are transformed by chaotic fragments, so the chaotic energy on the island is extremely abundant, which is indeed a good place for cultivators in Hunyuan.

But it is only suitable for monks at Hunyuan level. Cultivators below Hunyuan level are seeking death by absorbing chaotic energy, so the three immortal islands are not suitable for being established as temples. This is also the reason why the three immortal islands have been unwilling to be visited by people for many years.

After all, Hunyuan-level cultivators can cross the chaos. If they want to absorb the chaotic energy and practice, they can run directly into the chaos and absorb whatever they want, so they naturally don’t have to stay on the three immortal islands.

"Fellow Daoist Taixuan, don't you have anything to say?"

"What do you want me to say?"

Feng Rui blinked innocently. Anyway, he was going to refuse to admit it and would never admit that he had cheated Zhunti.

The ancient novels are written in this way. Who knows whether they are true or not? If they could confirm that they are true, then he would have searched them by himself long ago, so how could he be the turn of Cundi and Guilin?

Zhunti's mouth twitched for a moment, and finally left silently.

He could not beat Feng Rui in the past, but now Feng Rui has cultivated the magical powers of heaven. Even if he and his senior brother join forces, he is afraid he will not be Feng Rui's opponent.

After Zhunti left, Feng Rui also teleported and disappeared, and the next moment he came to Wuzhuang Temple.

"What a blessed place!"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the prehistoric plane is already abundant, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth near Wuzhuang Temple is more than ten times more abundant than other places.

The Wuzhuang Temple is made of bluestone, surrounded by green trees and wisps of white air. A plaque is hung on the arched door, with three powerful characters engraved on it: Wuzhuang Temple.

Just as Feng Rui looked around, the gate of Wuzhuang Temple suddenly opened, and a Taoist strolled out of it, followed by several Taoist children.

"The Emperor is here, I am missing the opportunity to welcome you. I hope the Emperor will forgive me..."

"Fellow Daoist, you're welcome."

The Taoist is naturally Zhen Yuanzi. Zhen Yuanzi has an extremely ordinary appearance. She is wearing a mysterious and yellow Taoist robe. While walking, she is indescribable and carefree, and she is emitting from him.

"Qingfeng and Mingyue, go to the backyard to fetch ten fruits and give them to guests for enjoyment!"

"Yes, Master."

Then, under the leadership of Zhen Yuanzi, Feng Rui entered Wuzhuang Temple, and the interior of the temple was arranged very simply, just like an ordinary Taoist temple.

It has extremely abundant spiritual energy and countless immortal grasses. It is indeed a good place for cultivating the Qing Dynasty.

Soon, the breeze and bright moon had already prepared the fruit and walked in with a plate.

"Master, Emperor, please use it slowly."

"This is the precious fruit of my Wuzhuang Temple. Emperor, let's try to see if it suits the taste."

Feng Rui nodded with a smile, and was not polite at the moment. He picked up a ginseng fruit and took a bite. The juice poured in and turned into a clear spring, with a strange fragrance along with it. The taste was indeed rare in the world.

Feng Rui has long heard of the name of ginseng fruit, and has been widely circulated in later generations. Feng Rui has long wanted to taste it, but he has never had the chance before.

This ginseng fruit is also known as Cao Huandan. It blooms every three thousand years and bears every three thousand years. It only takes three thousand years to ripen. It only takes thirty fruits every ten thousand years. The fruit looks like a child who has not yet completed three dynasties, with all limbs and both facial features.

It is rumored that if a person is destined to be, he can live 360 ​​years old by just hearing it. If he can eat one, he can live 47,000 years old.

But that is for ordinary people, for Hunyuan monks, they can only be tasted as delicious fruits and cannot have much effect.

"Actually, I am here to visit today, and I have something to ask fellow Taoists."

"Please say..."
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